A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A YOGA TEACHER

Currently, I teach Yin & Yang Yoga, which is my regular class every Friday morning.

Often, I also pick up sub-classes, mainly Detox and Hatha Yoga. 

I’m engaged by a local hot yoga studio near my vicinity. Being a freelancer, I move quite a bit, teaching corporates and residents in condominiums as well.

WHAT REALLY HAPPENS BEFORE I TEACH A YOGA CLASS


So, about my profession as a yoga teacher… there’s always a quiet moment before class begins. The room is ready. Mats and props are laid out. The space feels calm.


But inside me… something else is already in motion. Because preparing for a yoga class is never just about the poses.


It starts with remembering


I don’t walk into a class and start from scratch. I carry the previous class with me.


What I noticed…who struggled…where students seemed lost…where they softened…


Recently, I had a class where a group of students didn’t fully understand English. And in that moment, I found myself moving between bodies, adjusting, guiding and trying to make sure they felt safe in the pose.


But while doing that, I also became aware of something else…


The rest of the class was waiting. Holding. Staying longer than intended. That moment stayed with me.


So I rethink…


After class, I don’t just move on. I sit with it. Not in a critical way but in a curious way.


“What could I have done differently?”


And that’s when the planning begins again. Not just what to teach…but how to teach it better.


My little journal


I carry a notebook with me everywhere. I call it my journal.


Every class I teach… every sequence I craft… finds its way into those pages.


Sometimes it’s neatly written. Sometimes it’s messy, with arrows and last-minute changes. And then there are days…when time doesn’t quite go as planned.

Classes back-to-back. Traffic. Life happening in between.


And I find myself doing a quick, last-minute run-through…mentally stitching the sequence together just before class begins.


That’s the truth about my day in the life of a yoga teacher… 🤭


It’s not always slow and serene. Sometimes it’s a little rushed… and very human.


Planning is not just sequencing


Yes, I plan the flow. How we begin. How we move. How we soften. 


Sometimes, I get inspiration from social medias when I get a brain fog! 😂 But mostly, flipping through my journal and improvising existing ones by adding new poses and transitions in the flow of sequences to make it a brand new flow. 


But now, in Yin, I also think about:

  • how to make shapes easier to understand
  • how to give time for exploration
  • how to prevent students from feeling rushed… or left behind

So I started introducing the yin poses earlier in the class.


Not to hold them…but just to let the body recognise them.


A few breaths. A simple experience. So that later, when we return to the same pose…there is less confusion and more ease.


Teaching is not one-directional


In every class, there are different bodies, different needs and different levels of understanding.


Some students follow verbal cues easily. Some need to see. Some need time.


So I’ve learned that teaching is not just about speaking and cueing. 


It’s about:

  • showing
  • pausing
  • observing
  • and sometimes stepping back

Because not every student needs more instruction.


Sometimes they just need space.


The invisible part


There’s also a quieter preparation that no one sees.


Before class, I take a moment to settle myself. To slow down my breath. To arrive fully.


Because students don’t just listen to what I say. They feel how I am.


Letting go, a little


Even with a plan, I’ve learned not to hold it too tightly. Because every class unfolds differently. Sometimes I adjust. Sometimes I simplify. Sometimes I say less.


And sometimes, in the stillness, a single sentence lands…and something shifts in the room.


The class doesn’t end when it ends


After the class, there’s another quiet moment.


Noticing. What worked. What felt too long. What felt just right.


And slowly, the next class begins to take shape.


In the end


Preparing for a yoga class is not just about teaching movement.


It’s about learning how to hold space for many people at once, while still allowing each person to have their own experience.


And every time I step onto the mat to teach……


I begin again.


If you have read to this end and if you’re a yoga teacher or student reading this and…if you feel like sharing your own experiences, I’d love to hear what your version of this looks like.



Episode 6 - Continuation of Life’s Journey (2025)

After several years of reflection, teaching and life unfolding in unexpected ways, I returned to blogging on 8th October 2025. The hiatus had been long, but it gave me perspective, patience and clarity.

Writing again felt like reconnecting with an old friend; the voice I had nurtured over years, now tempered with experience, resilience and gratitude. Life had taken me through grief, transformation, uncertainty and joy. I had grown, not only as a teacher but as a person who continues to learn from every breath, every pose, every quiet moment on and off the mat.

This return to the page is not just about documenting the past but about honoring the journey as it continues, embracing the present and looking forward to what still lies ahead. 


Life, like yoga, is never static; it flows, shifts and unfolds and we move with it as best as we can, with awareness, presence and heart.


Reflection: Returning to writing feels like coming home. The journey continues and I move forward with awareness, heart and presence.

Episode 5 - The Pandemic & Life of Uncertainty (2021)

Life had settled into a new rhythm when the world changed.


By the end of 2019, uncertainties began to emerge. Then came COVID-19 and everything shifted. Studios closed, travel halted and routines we once took for granted disappeared.


March 2020 brought lockdowns and life felt fragile, unpredictable and surreal. 


The world was paused but the challenges and fears were very real;  health, economy and the countless lives lost. 


Yoga became a quiet refuge. While I could not teach in person, online sessions and mindful practice kept some connection alive - for me and for my students.


By October 2021, restrictions eased. Studios reopened, travel resumed and slowly life regained some rhythm. 


Yet the lessons of uncertainty lingered. We had witnessed the fragility of life, the value of resilience and the importance of gratitude.


This chapter was a reminder that survival itself is a gift and that even amidst global upheaval, our inner practice can anchor us, guide us and connect us to what truly matters.


Reflection: Even amidst global chaos, I realize how, small moments of practice, mindfulness and connection kept me grounded and grateful.

Episode 4 — The Leap & New Life (2017)

After the quiet, reflective months of grief and healing, a new chapter began. 


By the end of February 2017, I finally left the corporate world


On 1st March, waking up without the familiar rush of office life felt surreal…almost unreal. It took me nearly a month to adjust, to feel grounded in this new rhythm.


But with time, freedom and clarity, I stepped fully into being a full-time yoga teacher. I secured a studio, began teaching and discovered that my classes were well received. 


There was joy in guiding students through poses, in witnessing their progress and in sharing the practice that had carried me through so much.


This period was more than just career change. It was learning to trust my intuition, embracing uncertainty and stepping into a life aligned with my passion


The leaps felt big but the rewards…fulfillment, connection and purpose were immeasurable! 


Reflection: Reading this today, I feel the courage it took to leap and the joy that came from trusting my passion and intuition.

EPISODE 3 - THE CALLING & LOSS (2015-2016)

2015 brought a turning point, both joyful and deeply painful.

In March, I began my Yoga Teacher Training. For three intense months, I immersed myself in the practice…learning, stretching, breathing and discovering the deeper dimensions of yoga. 


Those sessions taught me discipline, patience and the joy of opening myself to growth. 


By June, I had completed my 200-hour YTT certification…ready to step into teaching.


Yet, life had another challenge waiting for me. On 18th July 2015, my beloved sister passed away. The grief hit me like a tidal wave. On one hand, I had to be strong for my mom, making sure she was okay. On the other, I was trying to navigate my own heartbreak. The world felt heavy, and the joy I had just discovered in yoga seemed distant at times.


During those months, I stopped blogging. 


Words that once flowed freely, felt impossible. There were days when even standing on the mat felt like a struggle. And yet, even in that dark pit, yoga quietly stayed with me…the breaths, the postures, the mindfulness. They became small anchors, subtle reminders that life continues and healing is a process.


By the end of 2016, I found a way to slowly return to writing. 


It was not about perfection or progress anymore….it was about honoring the journey, including the hard, silent parts. Those pauses, though painful, shaped my perspective and strengthened my resolve to live fully, teach authentically and embrace the uncertainties that life brings.


Reflection: I remember the grief and silence and I honor the strength it took to keep going. Those months shaped me in ways words cannot fully capture.

EPISODE 2 — SEARCHING & STRENGTH (2012)

By 2012, my writings became deeper. 


There were days when I felt lost, tired and stuck in the darkness of my own thoughts. I would search for answers, cry and sometimes feel defeated.


Yet, even in that emotional turbulence, I made a conscious choice… to rise again. 


I wrote about forgiveness, letting go of resentment and how holding onto anger only weighs you down.


These early reflections were the foundation of a lesson I would carry through life; even when the path feels unclear…resilience, awareness and conscious effort guide us toward growth.


Reflection: Looking back, I see how even in moments of doubt, I was learning resilience… a foundation that would carry me forward.